A portal opened in what looked like a stereotypical office, complete with officely furnishings of every sort, though it looks as though they're there simply because they're supposed to be there
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"Oh, yes. It runs through the whole factory. This way."
He all but bounces to the door, throwing it open and heading down a hallway or two, or three or four or five, until he comes to what looks like an access door.
"Shhh. Not very many people know you get get in this way." He giggled at that, then unlocked the door, pushing it open and stepping out into a huge meadow with striped, twisted trees, impossibly colourful plants, and a huge brown waterfall that creates a river which leads off to parts unknown. Not far off, a crazily leaning house can be seen in a patch of grass.
Wonka nodded and made his goodbyes, cramming his hat onto his head and leaving the house. Once he closed the door behind them, he breathed an audible sigh.
All around them, the candy field seemed somehow bigger, especially to Wonka. Doubtless, he had plenty of affection for the Buckets, else he wouldn't have relocated their house into his factory, but he hadn't yet managed to accustom himself to people other than the crews of Oompa-Loompas all about the building. The place was vast, and it was entirely possible for one to go for measureless amounts of time without seeing another soul with little effort. He may know every Oompa-Loompa in the building, be able to put names to almost completely identical faces, but the outside world, with its press of people was still something that, frankly, terrified him. He'd gotten far too used to a hermit's existence, after all.
He looked at Vianne again and smiled a reassuring smile. Things'll come out in the wash, they always do. Though whether it was meant to reassure her or himself wasn
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She didn't seem to need reassurance. She was looking around the candy field with a quiet delight again. The flower he'd given her earlier was still tenuously in her hair.
"They seem like wonderful people," she said after they'd gone a short distance in silence.
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"Sounds like a good idea. It is never fun to come home wet and cold."
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He walked a few paces away and spread his arms, smiling. "Here we are. Well, the office, anyway."
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He all but bounces to the door, throwing it open and heading down a hallway or two, or three or four or five, until he comes to what looks like an access door.
"Shhh. Not very many people know you get get in this way." He giggled at that, then unlocked the door, pushing it open and stepping out into a huge meadow with striped, twisted trees, impossibly colourful plants, and a huge brown waterfall that creates a river which leads off to parts unknown. Not far off, a crazily leaning house can be seen in a patch of grass.
"D'you like it?"
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All around them, the candy field seemed somehow bigger, especially to Wonka. Doubtless, he had plenty of affection for the Buckets, else he wouldn't have relocated their house into his factory, but he hadn't yet managed to accustom himself to people other than the crews of Oompa-Loompas all about the building. The place was vast, and it was entirely possible for one to go for measureless amounts of time without seeing another soul with little effort. He may know every Oompa-Loompa in the building, be able to put names to almost completely identical faces, but the outside world, with its press of people was still something that, frankly, terrified him. He'd gotten far too used to a hermit's existence, after all.
He looked at Vianne again and smiled a reassuring smile. Things'll come out in the wash, they always do. Though whether it was meant to reassure her or himself wasn ( ... )
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"They seem like wonderful people," she said after they'd gone a short distance in silence.
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He suddenly seemed very absorbed in examining a candy tree, and mumbled something about how it'd have to be glazed, soon.
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